Again, I mean.
It's that time of year again. Time for my yearly pilgrimage to the hippie farm. I'm going to go live in a flexible nylon hut on the side of a hill in central Texas surrounded by hippies and acoustic music.
I'm going to the Kerrville Folk Festival. It starts this Thursday.
It's that time of year again. Time for my yearly pilgrimage to the hippie farm. I'm going to go live in a flexible nylon hut on the side of a hill in central Texas surrounded by hippies and acoustic music.
I'm going to the Kerrville Folk Festival. It starts this Thursday.

